On the relatively flat wasteland, Jia Cong stood by the roadside, and below was a newly opened land. The autumn wind blew the smell of earth, the fragrance of grass, and the smell of straw burning. It entered the jungle, basin, without small bridges and flowing water, the Qinhuai Chu Pavilion, and the charm of famous relics. The scholars shook their heads, which were very tasteless. No wonder, those who work hard, those who work hard, those who work hard, those who work hard, those who work hard, those who work hard, those who work hard, those who are learnt, those who are not proficient in farming.

However, the few bird songs came, and the sheep added to the elegant atmosphere.

Seven or eight township heroes carried the goods they bought on their backs and put them on the roadside. The township hero rolled up his legs with his trousers and corrugated hats, and raised two wheels with big hands and feet: "My husband Jia, the wheels in the workshop are all big. We looked at the wood that was afraid that we would not fit into the crucifix, so we changed the wheels of the right size, so we changed the wheels of the right size, so we did?"

"It makes it suitable for the size." Jia Cong touched the round wheel and thought to himself: "To put it bluntly, it is the principle of pulleys. This principle was not unknown to the ancients. Unfortunately, technology was regarded as a strange and lewd skill. If Emperor Zhu Youjian of the Apocalypse did not become an emperor, he would also be an excellent craftsman..."

Wei Wuzhi stretched his neck and looked at it without saying a word. His mother was Luo Guoqi's aunt and was in-laws with the Luo family in Wanping. Luo Min, the doctor in the Ministry of Personnel Examination Department, became his cousin. This fall, he was in charge of official assessment, appointment, removal, promotion and recommendation, and he was very powerful. This is why he was ceremonially polite, because of the Jia clan of the noble family behind Jia Cong, he also looked down on him.

Kuang Liuhe muttered: "Pengju, Zili is really building a 'wooden cow'. He uses artifacts instead of plowing oxes. If it is effective, it does not need to be promoted by the county government, and villagers can also compete to imitate it. This is a good thing..."

Wang Yinglin frowned and said, "Although it is very necessary for local officials to know some folk operations, God's will and his own public opinion, God's listen to himself, but we must practice the eight-legged essays as the key... strange and lewd skills are just fun..."

Zhang Maocai, who was watching the fun, understood the most, and thought to himself: "Kuang Liuhe is gentle and Jia Zili is doing good things for his hometown. He is naturally grateful and happy. Wang Yinglin is truly utilitarian. There is nothing else except power... If the Shanhai Alliance develops and grows in the future, will his deputy alliance cause Jia Cong to be unhappy? I also came in for fun at the beginning. Is this Jia Cong worthy of help? Let's wait and see..."

At this time, Jia Cong was already guiding the village hero to place the heels of the two sides of a few feet of land. The two ends of the heels of the heels are triangular, which is conducive to stability. Jia Cong ordered: "This kind of 'wooden cow' only needs three people. You hold on the left, you hold on the right, and put the wheel into the wood on the heels of the heels, right... The one in the middle, put the long wood on the two heels of the heels..."

After the long wood was tied to a rope, Jia Cong said happily: "The iron ring in the middle of the long wood is the wooden frame that hangs the iron plow... Yes, that's it... the left and right two people steadily stabilize the herringbone and shake the wood. The push plow in the middle, and the other equipment can be prepared in the same way..."

A scholar like Wei Wuzhi, who was curious, disdainful, or despised, followed the village hero in the middle pushing the handrail of the iron plow, and the two of them shook the wood that the wheels were trapped by the wheels. They suddenly opened their eyes wide. The village hero who pushed the plow might not have been very laborious, and the land was turned out to be seven or eight inches.

Qian Lichang opened his mouth, was stunned, and then said excitedly: "What a wooden ox! What a wooden ox! It's a lively man! According to the old man, according to Jia Xiaogong's method, the power of the three people can be as good as the two oxes!"

The power of the second cow is not something that needs to be thought of. It must have grown too much than the three ordinary people. Now, the things Jia Cong thinks seem to be able to push them, saving effort and cheaper.

Many scholars were surprised and their eyes were different when they looked at Jia Cong. Wei Wuzhi's gloom flashed away, and he still couldn't believe that Jia Cong could do anything? Is that legend of Wenqu Star coming to earth true? Will this kind of god help him defeat him? Wei Wuzhi took a few steps back with fear.

He didn't give up and looked at the other three wooden cows that were done in accordance with the rules, but the situation was unanimous.

Zhang Maocai scratched his head and said, "This...this...I seem to have seen it in a book, Zili, is this called 'Appointment Farming'?"

"Yes, Brother Qingsong is indeed knowledgeable. This kind of wooden ox is called "Agenda Farming" in history. It is not an exaggeration to call it a wooden ox. In addition to Zhuge Kongming, there were also wooden ox relics in the Tang Dynasty..." Jia Cong seemed dissatisfied and said: "But it is not something that can be used in more than ten provinces across the country. The slopes are steep and too slanted, and the wooden ox cannot be stable... Plains and basins are available, both for men and women..."

Look at Jia Cong's dissatisfied appearance, he was too modest. Wei Wuzhi didn't like him, like a thorn in his throat and a ray of light on his back. He resisted the urge to punch Jia Cong's tender face, and said to himself: "What's your pride? It's just a strange and lewd skill..."

The scholars praised him and someone asked: "Child Prodigy Jia is more knowledgeable than Zhang Qingsong. Since there are relics from the wooden ox, has it been used by his ancestors?"

It was not the first to Jia Cong, but it could reduce people's praise for Jia Cong and excessive literary adornment. Wei Wuzhi spared no effort to ask: "That's true, Zi Li is well-versed in ancient times and modern times. My senior brother also wants to ask for advice. There is a source for the farming agency."

"The source can be seen in the "History of Ming Dynasty"." Jia Cong said without hesitation.

The historical books of the previous dynasty were generally compiled by the next dynasty. The "History of Ming Dynasty" in Jia Cong's time and space was compiled by Zhang Tingyu and others of the Qing Dynasty. The rulers of "our Qing Dynasty" had many political purposes, such as those involving the history of the Qing Dynasty in the late Ming Dynasty, which were mostly untrue.

Dashun's "History of Ming Dynasty" was ordered to be compiled by Emperor Shengzuren Ling Qianyu, and of course it also caused many untrue slandering the Ming Dynasty. The scholars and scholars are only a must-read for the first three histories. They spent their whole life on the Four Books and Five Classics and Eight Essays. Many people do not know the Emperor Tang and Song ancestrals, but only know the high-headed sermons. It is not surprising that many people do not know the Emperor Tang and Song sermons.

Jia Cong chuckled and said, "It is recorded in the History of Ming Dynasty that during the Chenghua period, Li Yan, the governor of Shaanxi, made five kinds of wooden oxen. During the Jiajing period, Ouyang Bijin, who was from Yunyang Prefecture (anciently belonged to Huguang Province, and now Hubei), also used farming. These two places were vigorously promoted, and many people depended on it, which can be said to benefit the people... In our dynasty, because of the war, the classics were burned, and they were regarded as strange and lustful skills, they did not know how to use them..."

Speaking of this, Jia Cong remembered that Xu Zhenming of the Wanli period was very determined to benefit Zhili Province in paddy fields. He did not rely on the southern canal transportation, and the northern people could also be self-sufficient in rice cultivation. Unfortunately, when the measures were involved in politics, they were very complicated and could not be achieved.

As modern people, industrialization and modernization naturally made Jia Cong proud. However, some of the wisdom of the ancients could not be completely erased or derogated, and modern people still used a lot. For example, the "high-level platform technology" in the Andes of South America is very old, but in the 21st century, many places around the world are still learning from and promoting.

"So that's it. Jia Zili is worthy of being a child prodigy. Friends are straightforward, kind and knowledgeable, and it's beneficial. After we go back, we will discuss it carefully. I want to join the Shanhai Alliance..."

"It's me..."

Wei Wuzhi's face turned red in the crowd, and he held his forehead with his hands. Wang Yinglin, Kuang Liuhe, Zhang Maocai and Yourongyan, Jia Cong dealt with it, and the Shanhai Alliance could not ask for one. There was a limit on the regulations for joining the alliance, and he squeezed out a smile: "Brother Wei, Brother Wei, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No, no, the sun is too poisonous... I'm afraid it's heatstroke, so I'll take a step first..." Wei Wuzhi couldn't hold back his face. Jia Cong's slapped in the face too fiercely! Obviously the situation was beneficial to him, but now the situation was completely beneficial to Jia Cong. Jia Cong not only consolidated his good reputation, but also added a group of allies. For him, wouldn't he lose his wife and his troops?

Two servants supported him, and Wei Wuzhi ran away with a dark face. He heard the snickers of Zhang Maocai and others behind him, and the people cheered at Jia Cong, and his face became hotter and hotter.
Chapter completed!